Page 16 of The Fake Husband Play (That Steamy Hockey Romance #1)

Chapter

Eight

Excerpt from the LOVE ON ICE PODCAST

Recorded in October.

[Theme music fades. Elly’s voice comes in, a little breathless.]

Hey there, players and puck bunnies. It’s your girl Luvvy Puck, coming to you live from the bathroom floor. Because sometimes your heart’s racing so hard it feels safer to be close to the ground.

(Soft laugh, heavier sigh.)

So, yeah, there’s been a lot going on this week. The kind of life-ing that makes you shake your head and think, “Wow, life, you crazy bastard. What else do you have up your sleeve?”

I had a plan for tonight’s episode. I was going to tell you this old story about Mason Coggins—you remember, the goalie with the murder-face who turned out to have a Hallmark heart.

The one who sold his house to pay for a kid’s cancer treatment, but never planned on taking credit for it until the kid’s sister told the press?

Turns out sometimes the meanest-looking players pull the sweetest moves.

Who knew?

But honestly…my mind’s not on Mason. Or his story.

It’s on something closer to home. Something reckless and weird and maybe wonderful.

Because sometimes, the riskiest plays—the ones you’d never draw up on the chalkboard—turn out to be exactly what the game needs.

(Pause. Soft laugh.)

Anyway. Fair warning, episodes are going to be spotty for a bit.

My life’s about to get wild in a way I didn’t see coming.

But for once, I think that might be a good thing.

Until next time…Love On Ice—he shoots, I moan. For girls who know sometimes you’ve gotta leave the crease to chase down your happy ending.